To hear your soft moans growing as your short shoves come to a peak. Finally, to taste and feel your sweet lips on mine before sleep takes us once aga...n.Eternally yours,Wendell*October 28th, 1860My Dearest Wendell,I hope my letter finds you well, and once again, on your way back to me. It had been over a month before I heard from you, and I worried that the Indians had started waring again. The final crop has been brought in, and Mr. Colbert paid a fine price for our cabbage.I, too, dream of. Undoing the buttons on my pant and unzipping my fly, she slid my pants to my ankles exposing my erect cock."It so beautiful." Hitomi said as if worshipping it.Her hands stroked its length slowly as she took her time teasing me. Gritting my teeth as her small tongue covered it in saliva, I was unsure how much more I could take without cumming. My cock was so hard it ached.I want to be inside Hitomi even if it was just her mouth. The real prizes after that would be her pussy and ass. I figured. The scarlet cammie was pulled over my head, and the pleated mini skirt was unzipped, and dropped down around my ankles. As I stepped out of the circle of clothing he spun me around to face opposite him, and unclasped my bra. He wrapped his warm muscled arms around me and squeezed both breasts the way I had been longing for him to all night long. He leaned his face down to my neck and began nuzzling and kissing as the bra slid down my arms. My red and black thong seemed to hit the floor of its. She ushered him into the hallway of her little town house. He looked at her as though he could eat her, probably remembering how easily he’d seduced her last time.“Well, I have a hot date tonight,” she grinned, feeling positive and confident, checking the clock, “He’s going to be here in a minute. Not sure if Jenny and Clay are ready, I’ll give them another shout ... Jenny! Clay! Your father’s here!”“Who are you going out with?” he asked.“Oh, just someone from work.”“Who? I think I know most of.